Wednesday, March 20, 2019

Happy third birthday, Hudson!

It’s early Tuesday morning at Howdygram headquarters — only a few minutes past 1 a.m. — and there’s actually a great deal of activity going on here at this wee hour. For instance, I just finished binge-watching a week’s worth of “People’s Court” reruns while Sam massages cream conditioner into our leather sectional sofa. We’re definitely a pair of motivated night owls.
The important news this morning, I guess, is that my overall health is stabilizing. My body temperature, oxygen level and heart rate, which had dropped to scary levels — 93.7°, 85 and 56, respectively — over the weekend, are now back up to 97.4°, 95 and 72, which are all “normal” for yours truly. And there’s also no trace of a returning migraine headache or any sign of nausea, so that’s good news, too.

Trust me, it was very intense around here for a few days.



Thought I’d share a brief synopsis of what’s coming up this week. If you can’t stand the excitement, please feel free to skip directly to the next section. Thank you.

BATHING AND HYGIENE. The hospice sends a C.N.A. on Monday, Wednesday and Friday at 10:30 a.m. for a luxurious bathing and hygiene session that also includes lotion for my arms and legs and medicated powder for practically everywhere else. On Fridays I also enjoy a salon-quality shampoo … but I do my own blow-outs. (That’s one hell of a challenge when you’re lying down.)

NICE NURSING AND MEDICAL CARE. One of my hospice nurses (today it’s Leslie) will be here this morning to check my vital signs and make sure I’m still breathing. Right now now I’m on a twice-a-week nursing schedule because I was such a mess over the weekend. On Monday Martha will be here and (oh boy!) it’s time to change my catheter again.

Looks like my miserable BURNING URINARY TRACT SPASMS are back. There was a (glorious) 10-day reprieve when I started taking a medication (Ditropan) typically prescribed for an “over-active bladder.” I had to discontinue Ditropan last week, though, when I got slammed with severe side effects (a migraine headache, nausea, vomiting). And now the burning spasms are back … and only SIX MINUTES APART. A person might think I’m in labor except I haven’t had a uterus since before the turn of the century. (It was 1990, actually.)

MAID SERVICE. Our maid will be here on Wednesday afternoon for two hours of dusting, polishing, mopping and vacuuming. Isidra has been cleaning our house every other Wednesday since October 2007, which is the same year we moved here from Los Angeles.

ANOTHER WAL-MART PICKUP. I’ve got a nice order scheduled for 8 a.m. pickup on Thursday morning. This time I’m including my favorite frozen veggies (Brussels sprouts, cauliflower), I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter spray, frozen individual meals (country fried steak, meatloaf, chicken parmesan) a bag of frozen mixed fruit (strawberries, peaches, pineapple), a frozen Edwards Strawberry Creme Pie, half a dozen Maruchan Hot & Spicy Shrimp Ramen Noodle Bowls and a couple of Hostess SnoBalls (which are usually out of stock). I’d like to add an observation here. If you want the number one best quality from your Wal-Mart shopping experience, BUY THEIR GREAT VALUE STORE BRAND. The Great Value brand is absolutely outstanding and significantly cheaper than name-brand products.



Without mentioning any names — MAZEL TOV, HUDSON! — I thought I’d share a photo of my sister’s youngest granddaughter posing with the American Girl doll she received this week for her third birthday. I actually did a double-take when I saw this picture. Hudson looks like a body double for her own toy!


Always on the hunt for more fabulous free fonts, I’m pleased to share the following teeny herd of typefaces with you tonight. They include excellent display fonts (“Raisin Rage,” “Sofa Serif”), scripts (“Rainy Selly”), and versatile hand-lettered options (“Slubby Slurpie,” “Lepota”). Download links will appear below the graphic in case you want any of these for your personal collection. And don’t forget, free fonts make excellent hostess gifts for all those important spring holidays … April Fool’s Day (April 1), Income Tax Day (April 15), Pesach (April 20) and Easter (April 21). Woo-hoo!



I have to apologize. I don’t know what’s going on with me, but I’ve been falling asleep for six or seven hours at a time, and when I finally “come to” I can’t figure out what day it is, what time it is, why do I start typing a paragraph and wake up half a day later, and so on. And it just happened again. Last time I remember anything it was around noon, I’d just finished up with my hospice R.N. and my C.N.A., and then all of a sudden it’s dark outside and I’ve missed a couple of meals. My head hurts. I think I want Brussels sprouts for dinner.

Thank you for reading this. Shalom, y’all.

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